i thought i was doin well. then to diss-2-myself i woke the fuck up.
we can still be mates-to-mysef,, i woke the fuck up.
i woke-the-fuck up.
sad as it seems.
why would u dream such a dream of me? why would u dream such a dream of him? of her? of them? of us? of all of it?
i depend.. on my dreams. to stay hyper-real.
sad as it seems.